There is a shadow, that
lingers in the doorway
of my soul.
Never seen but often felt, a whisper of a movement
from the corner of my eye.
It covers and caresses, protecting from afar with
a memory of love.
Gifting me in life, a smiling warmth that lingers ever
in your absence.
Walk beside me silent shadow, your hand unfelt but
wrapped in mine.
As I journey towards a path, that you have made safe
for my arrival.
Watching over me, in tenderness and in trials.
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